Let me start out with one word: Mouthgasm. Okay, so maybe not the most appropriate word to use in describing something that my dear, late grandmother concocted and that I, as a fat kid, dove into head first. Grandma was notorious for always have sweets in her kitchen. Actually, I'm kind of notorious for ...
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I’ve had a few people ask about my mojitorita recipe and, while I’m not a food blogger, I may be some day. In fact, I figured this may launch a whole new career opportunity. People might see this and think, “Wow, she’s basically the Martha effing Stewart of frozen, boozy ...
Read More →As part of my remake of my diet (and our diet), I am trying to create our foods from scratch instead of buying products made by other people. If you look at the packaging, you'll see why: lists of ingredients a mile long, mostly of things I can't pronounce. And ...
. Read More →I'm not a food blogger, so excuse the photo. I don't have a studio, or a professional camera for that matter. I did, however, have a husband yelling at me to "hurry up and take the damn photo" because I was the only thing standing between him and his bowl. We ...
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Haunted on Bourbon Street by Deanna Chase
